One day while in the 8th grade I had to use the bathroom BADLY!!!! I'm talking about shivering in class and shyt. I ask the teacher to go to the restroom to which she said yes and I grabbed that hall pass and bolted out the room like there was a bomb for me to defuse. I entered the bathroom and ran straight into the stall and dropped a loaf that's been bothering my abdomen all day.
and 
were the expressions on my face after I did the deed.... I was done... or so I thought..I look over to my right and this bathroom had NO paper in it at all!! This was in school so the paper wasn't on a roll but was inside this enclosed spot on the wall of the stall. I was like
!! I had no choice but to just pull my pants back up. I felt like I was wronged.I walk out the bathroom and vigilantly searched for a janitor, anyone with access to paper. I finally spot a janitor and stopped him like "Hey there's no paper in the bathroom man.." and he was "
" but I had to get back to class so I just said f it. I went back to class and sat down for the remainder of the period with a stank ass that wasn't wiped. I prayed nobody could smell anything but no one said anything and plus it was the last period of the day. I got home and 
there was paper and soap. Worst shyt that I can think of that happened to me.Another time I farted in class VERY LOUDLY in the 3rd grade by accident.
the fukk we really coulda been killed.
